NightTime(October 1st,2009)

                         NightTime

Its on these cold lonely nights when I feel content.
Though this is not a pure feeling, because nothing is pure.
So the feeling strays held only together by the strings of my thoughts.
 
I am whole tonight, my shadow is my only companion on the long walk I lead.
A small conversation with the man down the street.
How easy a life can be taken so fast and so dear,
it leaves a heart broken.

My walk is full of surprises just amazing as they are.
Three warnings to me as to not wander too far.
Its funny how someone feels like their being watched,
Thats how I feel on my long lonely walk.

Yet I keep going farther wanting to find this world filled with happiness.
What I dont realize is i'm already in it.

This feeling of contentment is not pure,
Fear swallows me whole as the sky's turning black.
The glistening stars, their dead, the aftermath is all I see.
I wonder what it would be like to walk on the moon?

A smile erupts like a flower blooms,
it hurts to smile like this its an unusual feeling.
A small memory comes to me and my laughter fills the dead air.
A laughter so young, full of life, and so alone.

I pass a porch light and my shadow reappears, I jump out of fright and then slow down.
Thinking of all the warning I'd recieved.
A girl like me shouldn't be out alone at night.

I round two corners and arrive on my street it feels so much like home.
I feel safe and secure.

I can hear the echo of an owl such a beautiful sound, the slamming car doors, a childs voice.
So I walk with my shadow following me home.
I realize I will never be alone.
I will always have myself.

The happiness I'm feeling is so special so rare, I am cherishing it for as long as I can.
Yet I'll store it away, just a tiny bit of it for another cold night,
One which i'll spend with myself.
I'm high of living,
thats the total truth.